Chapter 289: Dead pile

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Su Shichang, dressed in a black samurai robe, holding a handsome seal, riding on a tall horse and riding a horse, is also prestigious, while directing the army forward, while the spies report the news forward at any time.
This time, he must have succeeded, otherwise his life would have failed.
For his own future and for his daughter, he must also win this battle.
Although his opponent was Mo Wenchen, this time, he brought 300,000 troops, just to encircle an Austrian city, which is already a number.
If this battle could not be defeated with an army of 300,000 troops, he Shi Shichang would have no way to gain a foothold in Dayan.
"Return to the commander, there is no movement in the direction of Aocheng." The spies leave and come back wave after wave, and will report a forward movement almost every quarter of an hour.
Of course, Su Shichang must be careful with people like Mo Wenchen.
He didn't dare to care, because he also heard that Mo Wenchen was very good. Even if he got the news that Mo Wenchen was faint and unconscious, he was still worried.
Mo Wenchen was asleep, and there was Xiao Susu beside him. People said that it was his daughter's daughter.
He knew that if Xiao Susu was really his eldest daughter Su Qiqi, it would be very difficult to deal with.
See you again, he doesn't know how to compare.
Sometimes he also thought about it, all of his daughters, and he still found out. Why did he always feel that Su Qiqi was not pleasing to the eyes, even to her mother?
How much I once loved this mother and daughter, since when has everything changed.
On the day I entered the house from my second child? He thought about it, no.
When exactly did he not remember it? All he knew was that Su Qiqi's mother was getting older and less courageous, and she always hid far away when she saw him.
For many years, he didn't go to the backyard to see her.
Until she died in the fire.
The fire was lit by Su Shichang himself.
"General, only three kilometers away from the target." The spies called three times, but their coach was thinking there, listening to nothing at all.
However, the spy didn't dare to get angry and could only say it again and again.
"General ..."
Su Shichang shook his head and shook his head. The battle was about to begin, and he thought of the mother and daughter, and he was a bit sad. It was really terrible.
When did I become so kind-hearted?
It's enough to have Su Mengru's good daughter, why bother to think about the dead mother and daughter.
Even if Su Qiqi was reborn in another person's body, he had nothing to do with him.
"Three kilometers." Su Shichang repeated gently: "The three armies listened to the order, rested in place and waited for the order."
Only three kilometers away, they need to think long and hard, and can't rush into the city.
The 300,000 army stopped moving forward, stayed still, waiting for the coach to give orders, and then attacked the city in one fell swoop.
They checked the ladders, crossbows, arrows, bows, knives, and swords in their hands, and they checked them one by one, but Su Shichang's heart still couldn't calm down. He told himself not to panic, not to be nervous, even if the person can use the entire Austrian The city was squashed, there were many people, and the dead batch could be rushed up to another batch.
Although Aocheng is self-sufficient, if it does not communicate with the outside world for a long time, the commercial side cannot meet the needs of the people. When I saw it, I asked Chen how to deal with it.
Until he surrenders.
Su Shichang thought so well that he was determined to win the battle.
Their strategy is to fight if they can, but retreat if they cannot.
Play time games with Mo Wenchen.
And Mo Wenchen had expected Su Shichang to be like this, but he was not in a hurry. He had to take a look and see that it would be winter. How long can his army persist, how long can his forage persist, and how long can Mo Wenxuan wait .
He was ready to fight a long war.
Even if there is no economic income and no business contacts, the hundred miles in the city will not be hungry. The food he saves will be enough for the people to eat for ten years, so he will not be afraid of anything.
And for this war, the people support Mo Wenchen unconditionally.
"Ready to attack the city." Two kilometers ahead, Su Shichang tightened his stables and shouted loudly. The handsome seal in his hand was raised high, and the black robe fluttered against the wind.
His looks are also very beautiful, and Su Mengru's beauty is also inherited from him.
Although people reach middle age, they do not lose the same year.
Today, only 100,000 troops surrounded the east gate of the Austrian city. After hearing the orders of Su Shichang, the 100,000 troops stood together and performed their duties according to the tasks assigned in advance.
The archers were lined up quickly, and the crossbow in his hand was ready. The group of three was very clean.
The soldier in charge of the siege took the ladder and was ready to act.
The advance march, the 5,000 men responsible for attacking the gate, had rushed forward.
It can be seen that this time Su Shichang worked hard, and the soldier was also considered well-trained.
Mo Wenchen and Xiao Susu standing on the tower also nodded.
When you meet such an opponent, you are more interested.
Su Shichang did not recognize Xiao Susu, but when she saw that she was standing side by side with Mo Wenchen, she also faintly guessed that this was Su Qiqi, who was resurrected.
My daughter, who I gave up a long time ago.
I just glanced at it and saw Xiao Susu's beautiful and unparalleled face, the temperament of the country, the heart moved, as if I had seen this face somewhere, but could not remember.
The whole person was a little dazed for a while.
When I saw Mo Wenchen, he was sober, and his heart sank.
Looking coldly at the swarming vanguard, he just smiled coldly, raised his arms high, and then slammed it down: "Let the arrows go."
These thousands are not enough for his Shadow Guard to practice arrows.
Arrows fell from the sky like raindrops, but above the empty city gates, suddenly there were more rows of archers. Each one was like a god, and the arrows were not false. No matter how far away, the arrows could hit the enemy's key.
Looking around, there were hundreds of archers on the tower, but the 5,000 soldiers below fell in half in a blink.
This is the round of shooting.
There is no need to pull the arrow on the string. Hundreds of people fell backwards, and hundreds of others made up for it. The arrow didn't stop, and it rained again like a raindrop.
After only a pause, the attack continued, and the attacking soldiers wanted to go forward at that moment, but found that there was an arrow in his chest, and then fell down.
Before dying, they don't know why they died so fast.
Su Shichang, riding on a tall horse, looked a little embarrassed.
What is the difference between this and the Archer of God, and all of Mo Wenchen's men are all.
It's terrible.
In his 300,000 army, it is already good to have a hundred such shooters, even if the entire Dayan did not ask the number of these on the dusty city wall.
No wonder he was unmoved at all, seeing the 300,000 army, he didn't even blink.
No one of the vanguards of the siege was left, all dead.
The soldiers holding the ladder are slowing down a bit, but the military order is like a mountain. Even if the abyss is in front of them, they have to rush up, so they bravely move forward and have no way to retreat.
This time, they did not use archers to deal with them.
The enemy rushed quickly below the city wall, and the soldiers on the wall began to throw stones without much aiming, but screams kept coming from below.
There are already enemy forces climbing up the ladder.
I was just afraid that I was halfway through, and I was covered with a bucket of boiling oil.
The screams rose, and the enemy troops loosened to the ladder and screamed and fell, rolling in pain on the ground.
"Chong." Such a scene Su Shichang has long been used to.
He didn't care because he had enough soldiers.
Even the body of a soldier can be piled as high as the wall.
So he kept commanding the soldiers to charge forward.
Looking at the tragic soldier, his eyes were a bit red.
As soon as the war began, it was so tragic that hatred was beginning to develop.
He didn't believe that Mo Wenchen was a god, he was just scheming.
Because waves of people rushed up, there were already high mountains of people under the city walls, and Su Shichang's 100,000 troops only had more than 60,000 left.
While the attack was still ongoing, Su Shichang believed that he could win.
He also had to win, so he had no choice but to do his best.
If he loses, he also has no face to go to Dayan Imperial City and can't face Mo Wenxuan. It is better to have a fish dead net and fight with Mo Wenchen to the end.
"Su Shichang is crazy." Xiao Susu whispered. They had already severed their parental relationship. In addition, her special identity at this time made her famous.
Mo Wenchen also nodded: "Indeed, he still saw this game once. Does he think he can win with a pile of people ..."
"It's mainly because he met you." Xiao Susu said truthfully.
This sea of ​​tactics has no effect on Shang Mowen.
And this Austrian city has been a difficult place since ancient times. At that time, Mo Wenchen had attacked with an army of 30,000, and Mo Wenxuan trapped him here with a decree.
He doesn't complain, he hates it, and he likes this place.
To this day, it was caused by Mo Wenxuan.
"This style of play really makes the enemy afraid, but the Blood Guard and Shadow Guard have never seen any scenes." Mo Wenchen sneered and looked straight at the battle below.
Xiao Susu also smiled. She felt that the war would soon end.
With a crazy play like Su Shichang, his 300,000 army will soon die.
Looking at the fallen soldiers, Su Shichang's brows frowned fiercely.
Looking up, he looked at Mo Wenchen and Xiao Susu, his mind was complicated.
The two men remained calm and unchanged, as if enjoying the beautiful scenery.
"Retreat." After a while, Su Shichang gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, squeezing two words out of the teeth.
Seeing none of the soldiers rushing up, the battle could not be fought at all.
He must change his strategic policy, otherwise he will not be able to get close to the gates of this city.
Mo Wenchen is more terrible than the legend. . . . . . .